The morning sun is bright but not dazzling, warm but not hot.

The gentle wind blew, and the old branches and buds that had already dried out outside the church swayed, revealing a hint of greenness in extreme secrecy.

Zhang Xuansheng and Joan of Arc were sitting on the steps outside the church, looking at the children playing not far away, and were relatively speechless.

Zhang Xuansheng felt guilty and embarrassed. He not only made a Taoist partner, but also made three. It was hard for him to speak of Joan of Arc to speak of such words, but he couldn't hide it in the end and still revealed it.

Joan of Arc was shocked and doubted his life, and finally fell into long-term thoughts.

If Zhang Xuansheng had a Taoist partner when she didn't know, she was disappointed, but she would not be angry or blamed.

In her opinion, Zhang Xuansheng had no need to feel guilty at all. No matter how early or late he came, he finally rushed to the Creation God Realm, saved the Western Continent, retained the last spark of the Western Continent, and saved her.

At first, when she heard that Zhang Xuansheng had married, she was full of the word "lost", but when she learned the truth, she was shocked and had other thoughts.

Married three!

Although Joan of Arc grew up under the control of the foundation, he was still an educated modern person!

She had already formed an inherent concept in her mind, which led to her thinking that she had no chance at first. Even if she knew that the world today was different from the past, she could think of the details.

But she also knew that Zhang Xuansheng was not a native of this world, so the other party's thoughts should be similar to hers!

But she never expected that Zhang Xuansheng, whom she had admired for a long time, was actually a...scumbag!

Yes, scumbag!

Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag…

She scolded Zhang Xuansheng thousands of times in her heart!

Even the young Witch Demon girl...he is now called the Witch Demon mature woman!

Beast!

Beasts! Beasts! Beasts! Beasts! Beasts! Beasts! Beasts...

It was obviously my first!

Joan of Arc thought in his heart, but his face did not show any signs. As he thought about it, his emotions became dull.

So, is it because I have a smaller situation?

"...Would you like to return to the gate of God with me?"

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Xuansheng spoke first.

Joan of Arc looked at Zhang Xuansheng unexpectedly. In her opinion, although Zhang Xuansheng was very modest in dealing with people and had something to say to all kinds of people, he was actually very implicit and unproactive in some aspects.

What do you say in some modern terms in their previous lives? Steel straight men?

In today's world, this is simply a straight man with a star-like star.

Even if she didn't know the details, she could basically guess that Zhang Xuansheng's previous marriage was mostly caused by external forces, and he would never take the initiative to cause such a thing. Even before that, he probably hadn't said even a word to those Taoists, "I love you" and "I like you" to express his intentions.

So from this point of view, Zhang Xuansheng's invitation has simply broken through the boundaries of his principles, which is simply clear to him.

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth slightly, but turned his head and didn't look at Zhang Xuansheng.

The atmosphere was silent again, but one side was nervous and thought he had said the wrong thing.

The other side was secretly happy, but it was not on their face.

The sun gradually rises, and the shadows of the two men gradually shorten as the angle of the sunlight changes. Time slowly passes, no one speaks, but there is a rare tranquility.

The noisy children not far away seemed to be on the same line as the world here. Their eyes were watching the children chase, but their minds were just around the corner.

Finally, Zhang Xuansheng took action first. He stood up and said, "Now the Western Continent has settled again, but the erosion of more than a hundred years has caused it to lose a lot of spiritual energy and vitality. I'll help recover it."

Joan of Arc rolled his eyes beautifully, but unexpectedly, the morning passed and Zhang Xuansheng finally came up with this sentence again.

Change the topic!

This is this guy's useful trick.

Zhang Xuansheng didn't look at Joan of Arc, and stepped forward and raised his hand to the sky, and countless spiritual energy gathered.

When you step on the earth, there will be a misty vitality irrigating towards this earth.

He is no longer the young man who wants to pray to heaven in everything, and now he is the Immortal Emperor.

When the children not far away saw this scene, they were curious and excited. Even if they didn't understand anything, they could feel the air around them becoming fresher.

Every time I breathe, I can feel my internal organs being moistened and my spirit is excited, just as I have been under the sewage before, but I finally rushed out of the water, breathing to the fullest, and feeling the beauty of the world.

Zhang Xuansheng continued to maintain his movements, and the irrigation of spiritual energy and vitality was not too slow. He could have been faster, but he was just taking the opportunity to delay time.

After the initial excitement, the children no longer paid attention to this place. They ran to the back of the church to take out the ingredients left by Zhang Xuansheng before, and started burying the pot to make rice like little adults.

The division of labor is reasonable, including firewood, fire control, vegetables, vegetables, pot and spoon, and waiting with fingers.

After a while, the aroma of the meal spread. Some of the children wanted to ask Zhang Xuansheng and Joan of Arc to have a meal together, but they were stopped by the "sensible" child and they quietly took their place to eat by themselves.

It is autumn, and the afternoon sun is not hot, it is just warm, making people want to take a nap.

The weather is very good today, so good that God even needs to take a nap. Isn’t it too much for Zhang Xuansheng to take a nap as the Immortal Emperor?

But in addition to this warm sunlight, there is also a more arousing enthusiasm, like the sunlight through the cracks in the window falling on a part of his body, between warm and hot, but at this time he was standing outside, bathing in the sun, what would be more scorching than this?

It is the line of sight, Joan of Arc's residual vision.

Zhang Xuansheng had no choice but to muster up the courage to turn around and looked at Joan of Arc who was still sitting on the steps, and was a little dazed for a moment.

The shift of sunlight made the shadow cast by the church behind fall on Joan of Arc's head. This did not block her brilliance, but instead seemed to have a magnificent veil for it, with tempting beauty under the mystery.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the sculptures under the master who had seen while traveling in the True Spirit World were not the formal beauty of the Venus in his previous life, but the ingenious and skillful skill that could weave a thin veil with stiff fairy materials and round body like jade fat.

If the God that Joan of Arc believed in really existed, then it would have been a good weather like today when she created her, so she reasonably took a nap and accidentally left a thread on Joan of Arc's face when she put down her brush, making her beautiful like a hazy veil.

It was like a dream that Zhang Xuansheng had, so beautiful that he didn't want to wake up.
Chapter completed!